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Me and my old man

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I am a married, 30 year professional man who loves to wank my meat every chance I get. Even though I love "straight" sex, the thought of watching other men masterbate gets me hard as a fucking stone. I have had very little experience wacking off with other guys, until the day I caught my dad beating his meat. I stopped by his house to borrow some gardening tools one afternoon. He leaves the door unlocked and it was always o.k. for us kids to just walk right in. Dad was sitting down stairs in his computer room, logged on to some sleezy porn site. I paid no mind to the scene, untill it dawned on me that he was jacking off right there in front of me. He just smiled, and continued pumping his cock, giving me an occasional glance. My dick started to grow right away, and as much as I wanted to stay and watch, I instead headed for the bathroom. Once in I was in the john, I started fondling my own throbing tool. The sight I just witnessed was just too much for me, andI had to get some imeadiate release. Just as I dropped my slacks to my knees and started cranking my dick, my dad walked in on me. He said that we wanted to make sure that I was not too freaked out about what I saw. Once he looked at me and saw what I was doing, we both laughed. I told him that I was not upset, but rather turned on by the whole thing. With that said, he reached back into his own pants and started rubbing his cock again. I realized then that he hadn't finished, and figured this would be the prefect oppertunity to blow a load together. We both leaned up against the sink and really started going at it. I kept staring at his dick, just burning with the desire to reach over and grab it and finish him off. He must of read my mind, and just as I decided that it was now or never, we both reached for each others pricks and slide them through our pre-cum slick fists. My knees started shaking it felt so good. I started moaning and breathing real heavey. My pop started to stiffen up and his grip on my schlong got as tight as a vice clamp. In a matter of seconds we worth both cumming. I couldn't help my self, and and started to bellow like a fucking banchee. I never came so much in all my life. My dads cock was cumming in massive spurts as he just started swearing like a sailor. "Oh FUCK kid, oh fuck, oh fuck...goddamn it boy that is it!" We both were sweating and rocking back and forth on our heels until we released each others cocks. I staggered to the toilet and flipped the huge globs of cum on my hand into the water. My dad just stood there, trying to calm his breathing. It was the hottest fucking cum of my life. After wards, I grabbed the tools I came for and started for the door. I wasn't sure if either of us was going to address what just happened, and I wanted to split before he said anything. Just as I was walking out, dad turned to me and said, 'any time you want to borrow my tool, it;s yours kid. Just say the word." I smiled and left.

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